Summer is stars & stripes, crisp red and blue and fireworks painted on an inky sky.
Summer is flying high and clouds like little cotton candy puffs floating just out of reach. Summer is ladybugs and roly-polys that end up with names and a home on the dresser.
Summer is piles of books while the orange glow of late afternoon sun spills across the pages. Summer is snuggles and staying up late.
Summer is sticky hands and the psychedelic color scheme of sweet sno cones.
Summer is the tiny hairs around her face curling up with little beads of sweat.
Summer is green grass, wildflowers and eyes the color of a summer sky. Summer is sun up to sun down, making the most of every moment, however ordinary it might seem. And knowing that within each moment is a chance to soar, to dream, to fly, to savor a taste of summer.